Number of Lyrics in Album : 10
By Cult Of Luna, Oh new day. Wash my face and wipe these scars
By Cult Of Luna, What I have seen behind the frontline
Is what keeps me
By Cult Of Luna, At the end of the road where lies turn to
By Cult Of Luna, Relations are artificial; will we give it a new beginning?
Find
By Cult Of Luna, Below the surface I swim
Holding my breath as I sink
By Cult Of Luna, Somewhere along the railway a body divided in two
Somewhere between
By Cult Of Luna, "If we surrender our liberty in the name of security
By Cult Of Luna, All sights melt down and follow to the end of
By Cult Of Luna, A deep sore dragged through ages
The sores are my own,
By Cult Of Luna, Through times I thought of what we created
For greater causes